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Strains of Horror - Tribulation
The presence
The dweller I must strike down
From where I stand
My shadow
On the doorstep we shall meet again
The one who stands guard before the gate
Oh the horror by dread I'm seized
The terror of my dreams released
I die and die yet again
On my way towards my fate
The last of ends
The end of the tunnel
I see
A faint glow far away
Calling me
I must squeeze myself through this narrowness
Towards the other side
Striving
Angst and a sudden empowerment
And I am through
Oh by horror I am unleashed
Through the terror of my dreams
I am released
I die and die yet again
On my way towards my fate
The last of ends
